A TEASING SMIRK grew on Jean's face. God, was Heeseung's best friend always this hot or was it just booze talking?

"Long time no see Jake," her eyes wandered slowly down his body. She saw the pink-red gradient elf bar peeking out of his hand and the open beer bottle in the other. "I like what you did with your hair."

His tongue wonders over his bottom lip. "Thank you," he shakes his head in hopes that a few strands of hair cover his forehead. "You here by yourself?"

Jean grabs the elf bar from his hand and hits it. She blows the smoke straight to his face and smiles. "What's it to you?"

As the smoke evaporates from his face, the provoking smirk plastered on his face is revealed. "I don't know," he steps closer to her and tilts his head, "maybe we could have a bit of fun?"

Jean's top teeth meet her bottom lip as she hums. "Depends on what kind of fun you're talking about?"

Jake's face is inches away from hers. Somehow the fruity smoke from the elf bar had seeped into his pores and they were beginning to defuse from him. It was like a predator preparing to attack its prey. She's exactly where she wants him.

An interrupting, and frankly cock-blocking, voice appeared from behind him. "Jake, let me use your bottle for the game," the silver haired guy from the entrance said.

Both of their heads turned to the guy who took Jake's half-empty beer bottle as he drank the rest away and sat on the couch along with a black haired guy. His friend beside him turned to Jake, "Come join. We're about to play spin the bottle."

"Wanna join them?" Jake asked, making sure to refreshen his lips with his tongue.

Jean turned her head to see who was in the circle. Ariah and Dylan were sitting properly on the floor as they talked with the silver haired man.

Jean nodded, "Let's go."

She made her way to the girls on the floor and sat right next to Ariah. Ariah turned her head to Jean, her eyebrows raising. "Who's the blond you brought?" She winked at Jean.

"He's uh," her eyes glanced at Jake.

Her heart practically fell to her ass and she swore she sobered up in that instant. Heeseung was whispering something in Jake's ear and he was staring Jean down while doing it.

He looked so different than what she remembered. His eyes were dark and needy as if he was trying to intimidate her but undress her at the same time. His lips seemed more plump, as if he had just been making out with someone. His messy hair didn't help his image either.

Heeseung stood up straight and stayed put in his place behind Jake who was sitting on the couch in front of him. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Her eyes quickly made their way back to Ariah, "you could say he's a friend."

"Who wants to go first?" The silver haired guy placed the bottle down on the floor in the middle of their circle.

"I'll go!" Dylan slurred. She crawled to the middle and her fingertips spun the bottle. Jean couldn't even focus on who the spinning bottle was going to land on with Heeseung eyes piercing into her. Dylan stopped the bottle herself in front of silver haired guy. "Oops, guess that means it landed on you Jay!"

Jay laughed as Dylan wobbled while trying to stand upright. She sat herself on Jay's lap and urgently crashed her lips onto his. Jay's hand made its way from her hair, to the small of her back, to Dylan's ass.

The dark haired guy sitting next to them scoffed. "Get a room!"

Jay smacked his shoulder. "Shut up, Sunghoon." He mumbled, still deep into the kiss with Dylan.

The bottle in the middle of the floor stayed untouched, waiting for someone to go. Jean's eyes were focused on the make out that was going on between Dylan and Jay, or really just anywhere else that Heeseung wasn't.

After a minute of what seemed like an endless makeout between the two, Dylan finally pulled away. "Who's next?"

Heeseung's eyes burned into Jean. This was it. For Jean this was just the beginning of making Heeseung suffer. She knew he'd seen her with Jake, why else would he have been standing right behind him? She wasn't going to let this precious moment go to waste.

"My turn," she grabbed the bottle.

Her fingertips graced the beer bottle and she spun the glass. It spun three times before slowing down and stopping to exactly the person she desired. Dylan and Ariah cheered seeing that the bottle stopped on the newly blond on the couch in front of Jean.

Her tongue grazed her bottom lip as she made her way over to Jake making sure not to address the tall, infuriating figure right behind him.

"You don't have to kiss me if you don't want to," Jake smirked. He adjusted himself on the couch and Jean noticed his Calvin Klein boxers peeping out of the waistband of his jeans.

"You don't want to kiss him."

Jean looked at Heeseung, her eyes practically shooting flames directly at his face. Now that he was up close she could see his features more clearly. Flush ran across his cheeks and there was cherry red stain on his lips. He had definitely been making out with someone.

A smile spread across Jean's face while she maintained eye contact with Heeseung as she sat down on Jake's lap. "I want to."

Her hands cupped the blond's face, her thumb grazing his bottom lip. Jake's hands crept to Jean's ass and brung her closer to him. Her face slowly inched closer to Jake's, his lips needy and begging for her.

Her eyes trailed back to Heeseung whose head was tilted back and Adam's apple apparent as he watched all of Jean's moves. Jean smirked and pressed her lips to Jake's. Their lips moving in sync as her eyes maintained their gaze on the fuming Heeseung watching all of this go down.

She removed her left hand from his face and trailed it down his torso, stopping at the peeping Calvin Klein waistband of Jake's jeans. Jake's hand ran across Jean's ass and made its way under her shirt.

Jay turned his head to Heeseung. His eyes full of pure anger and his jaw clenched. However, his eyes continued to stay connected to Jean's who had been staring back at him with the same intensity while their make out began to get messy. "That's enough, Jake."

Neither of them pulled back.

"Cmon man," the dark haired guy demurred. "You can stop now."

"Shut up, Sunghoon," Jake murmured in between kisses.

Jake's hand cupped Jean's boob as Jean let her other hand run through his hair, gripping it. She snuck her tongue in between his lips and let her left hand play with the waistband of his boxers. All while still glaring at Heeseung.

"Alright," Jay stood up. "You can stop now."

Jean's smile grew as her lips messily tangled with Jake's.

"Jake," Sunghoon slapped his shoulder in an effort to get him to stop.

Heeseung's eyes traveled to the very apparent hand under Jean's tight tube top and back to her face. His ears were red and warm. His teeth were grinding and the grip he had on the glass beer bottle made his knuckles white. This only made Jean want to continue more.

"That's enough," Jay stood up on the couch. "Party's over everyone! If you aren't apart of Enhypen you need to get the fuck out!"

Jake pulled out of the kiss. "Cmon Jay," he whined.

"No, I'm the President not you." He stepped off the couch as soon as he saw people leaving.

Jean smirked, her eyes still on Heeseung whose temple was popping out of his head. She leaned closer to Jake's ear and whispered, "Maybe next time we can continue without interruptions."

She stood up from his lap and smiled before turning back to Dylan and Ariah who had confused but supportive looks on their faces. "I don't think he's just a friend."

Jean laughed and helped her new found friends stand and regain their balance. She interlocked her arms with theirs and walked out of the house.

She got exactly what she wanted.